"Alright, I'll listen to you this time."
After some consideration, Chu Nianxue ultimately chose to respect Lin Xiaotian's decision.
Lin Xiaotian instructed the driver to follow Pang Beibei's car closely. Before long, they all arrived near the warehouse.
Ye Wantong got out of the car and led Pang Beibei towards the warehouse entrance.
The moment she opened the door, sunlight streamed in, reflecting a dazzling radiance. The interior was filled with jade and porcelain, the goods a riot of vibrant colors!
Pang Beibei was stunned the instant she saw the thousands of antiques inside.
She hadn't expected Ye Wantong to be telling the truth; she actually had so many antiques!
"Beibei, this is the merchandise I told you about. You can go in and look around freely. These items are all genuine and extremely valuable. There's no reason for me to lie to you."
Ye Wantong led Pang Beibei into the warehouse, gesturing to the antiques as she spoke.
Pang Beibei, in disbelief, casually picked up a few items and tapped them to appraise them. Based on her limited knowledge of antique appraisal, she could tell they were real.
After examining over a dozen antiques, Pang Beibei turned back and asked curiously, "Wantong, how much are you planning to sell these antiques to me for?"
"Oh, we're best friends, how could I possibly sell them to you at a high price? I've already had an appraiser estimate their value, and he said it would be around fifty billion. But considering our relationship, you can have them for forty billion, and it's a deal."
"How much?"
Pang Beibei thought she had misheard. Forty billion?
The entire Pang family's antique assets barely exceeded ten billion, and these items were going for forty billion?
"Beibei, let me tell you, these items are all rare finds. My friend acquired them from the antique black market, and each piece is an invaluable treasure. The price I'm offering you is absolutely the lowest in the entire city."
Ye Wantong introduced them enthusiastically. Within seconds, her phone rang.
Answering it, a man's voice came from the other end: "Is this Miss Ye? Are the antiques I looked at yesterday still available? I've thought it over carefully, and I'm willing to pay forty-five billion for them. Would you be willing to sell them to me?"
"Forty-five billion? This..."
Ye Wantong deliberately avoided Pang Beibei's gaze, lowering her voice and covering the mouthpiece. "Mr. Lin, it's not that I won't sell to you, but the competition for my antiques is simply too fierce."
"The price I offered yesterday was already quite low. If you're still haggling, I won't make any profit. Alright, alright, you can come over later, and we can discuss it in detail."
With that, Ye Wantong hung up the phone.
Composing herself, she smiled at Pang Beibei and said, "Beibei, you continue looking. I'm going to pick up a friend shortly."
"Is it someone else who wants to buy your antiques, like me?" Pang Beibei asked curiously, having heard parts of the phone conversation.
"Hehe, yes. I've contacted a few people to come and view the goods these past couple of days, but they're offering too little, and I don't want to sell. Plus, I'm worried they might deliberately find fault and cause trouble for me later. That's why I contacted you, an old friend, to see if you're interested."
"If you don't want them, I'll sell them to them," Ye Wantong said, her eyes twinkling slyly.
"Oh, I see..."
Pang Beibei fell into hesitation. She felt that Ye Wantong wasn't lying.
These antiques looked genuinely good, no different from what was displayed in her own shop.
Since someone else was interested and offering more than forty billion, these items must have considerable profit margins. She needed to act quickly.
With this thought, she smiled at Ye Wantong and said, "Wantong, I've thought it over carefully. I'll take these antiques. Forty billion, just as you said. I'll have someone transfer the money to you right away. I'll have all these goods taken away. You can tell them not to come."
"Ah? You really want them?"
Ye Wantong feigned difficulty, scratching the back of her head and thinking for a moment before nodding. "Alright then. Here's to our successful cooperation. I'll go call that person back and let him know."
"Okay."
As Ye Wantong went to make the call, Pang Beibei became even more convinced she had found a bargain.
She immediately called the finance department of Pang's Antiques and instructed them to transfer forty billion, which was then paid directly to Ye Wantong.
The moment Ye Wantong finished her call, she received the payment.
Returning to Pang Beibei, she said with a beaming smile, "Wantong, I've transferred the money to you. Please check it. If you have any more good items like this in the future, you must inform me."
"Don't worry, we're good friends. I won't forget you when good opportunities arise. You can take your time moving the antiques. I have some things to attend to, so I'll be leaving now."
Fearing that Pang Beibei might discover something amiss, Ye Wantong quickly bid her farewell and left.
After walking a distance, she contacted Lin Xiaotian, got into his car, and excitedly shook her phone. "Xiaotian, you're amazing! My plan actually worked! She transferred forty billion to me. How much of a finder's fee are you going to give me?"
"Hehe, would I treat you unfairly? Take ten billion for yourself, and transfer the remaining thirty billion to my wife," Lin Xiaotian said generously.
"Wow, Xiaotian, you're finally being generous for once."
Ye Wantong was extremely pleased with the plan. She had earned forty billion with just a few words.
Meanwhile, Pang Beibei was still oblivious, having fallen into a trap.
She was reveling in her joy, believing she had struck a great bargain. She had acquired antiques worth fifty billion for forty billion. Even selling them at cost price would yield a profit of ten billion.
"Hello, Old Song, where are you now? Hurry back to the shop. I'm about to bring forty billion worth of antiques back to the antique store. You can help me appraise them and see how much they can be sold for."
Pang Beibei excitedly called the family appraiser. Upon hearing Pang Beibei's account, he was utterly shocked!
Forty billion worth of antiques, and the young lady had made such a decision on her own?
If this turned out to be a scam, she would have squandered half of the family's fortune, and the old master would be furious.
Without hesitation, he immediately agreed and rushed back to the shop.
He prayed inwardly that the young lady hadn't been tricked. The antique world was rife with scams, and she was no match for them!
After hanging up, Pang Beibei immediately dispatched people to load the antiques. It took ten trucks to load all the antiques before they were brought back to the shop.
Song the Appraiser was already waiting at the shop entrance. Seeing Pang Beibei, he hurried over and asked, "Young Miss, have the antiques been brought back? Hurry and take me to see them."